Chapter 343 (1/2)

”Bang!”

The chaotic streets are full of debris and dregs. Scenes of group fighting are staged one after another. Beating, smashing, burning and looting have become a common phenomenon. The poor at the bottom of the city took the opportunity to attack major stores. Soft bread, hot roast intestines, warm coats and other winter materials have been swept away!

The scale of the poor is very large. When the fox King attacked the magic tower of the tall building, he was ready to move.

Until the knights were defeated, the strong of the military were killed one after another, and the information deliberately spread by the fox King ignited their long buried resentment, took revenge on restaurants, clothing stores and hotels in groups, and swept away the winter supplies.

”Hiss!”

A carriage wrapped with flowers and vines. The horse was frightened by the flames splashing on the road, threw down the carriage and ran away with horseshoes.

As a result, the beautiful lady who was overturned on the ground by the well-dressed carriage and stayed inside was bumped a few times, with blue and purple scars on her cheeks and spent her makeup.

”Bitch, get out!”

She opened the door in a panic. A flame flashed over her head and scratched her rose hair ornament.

But she wrapped her skirt tightly and was protected by several guards. She shouted at the group in front of her, showing hungry and thirsty eyes like a wolf!

”She is one of the count's lovers. Catch her!”

”It's a pity to send this bitch to hang. Why don't we play more?!”

”Hey, hey, I also want to taste the taste of the countess's woman...”

The malicious poor people bit the barbecued sausage in the restaurant, stared at the count's woman with dirty hands and various weapons.

”Stand down, you humble slaves who are worse than dogs. Do you know who I am?!”

Cried the countess, but it was a more fiery, explicit and resentful look.

”The count can't protect himself, madam. Why don't you stay with us for a while tonight? Let's beg for your mercy... Hei hei.”

A tall poor man dragged his lame leg, ate the last piece of roast sausage, held a sword found from the knight's body, his dark face, stared at the countess's hot figure, and couldn't help showing a trace of contempt: ”send it to the countess so early. That old thing is soft into a pimp. Let's moisturize you.”

”You can't think!”

The countess clenched her teeth, her pupils puffed out anger, and ordered the guards to kill the poor without leaving any of them.

”I'm sorry, madam.”

The guard hesitated, stepped back slightly, and finally made a decision.

He looked at the street swept by the fire. In the distance, there was the black smoke burning in the count's mansion. We could see the tragic situation of the war!

The count has many misfortunes. Taking this opportunity, it's best to get rid of his relationship with the count, let alone the count's mistress, otherwise his death will be absolutely miserable.

It is said that those thieves who encourage urban riots and have a relationship with the Lord's family will be sentenced to death by hanging.

”What are you talking about?! you, how dare you betray me! Believe it or not, I'll take your sister with disabled legs!”

The countess paused for a moment, and soon her face showed anger.

Soon, the guard's eyes were slightly cold, ignored the threat of the other party, led his subordinates and ran away.

Seeing this, a group of riotous poor people smiled and vomited rude and obscene language, and approached the countess more and more.

”Don't come here. I can tell you that the count will decide for me...”